"Kill them!"
Roars echoed in the surroundings.
Scarlet blood spread everywhere, and the ground was filled with mutilated corpses.
The Yellow Turban elite cavalry was entangled with the Black Armor Army. However, with Deng Mao dead, this elite force was ultimately unable to achieve much.
"General Deng is dead!"
The cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army soon discovered Deng Mao, who had been killed by Yuwen Cheng in one turn!
There was a big hole in his chest, and blood kept flowing out. A man with a phoenix wing and a gold-plated fish in one hand stood beside the corpse. His tiger eyes made people feel fear.
The blood-stained golden armor made Yuwen Cheng look like a Shura from hell. His entire body was filled with boundless killing intent!
The Yellow Turban cavalrymen were instantly dumbfounded. Their commander had been beheaded by the other party in just one round. The difference in strength was not just a little bit. What should they do then?
Sooner or later, he would be the dead soul of this person!
"Kill! The general is already dead. How can we live in vain?”
A soldier shouted. They were elite cavalry, and who in the Yellow Turban Army wasn't brainwashed?
Life and death was nothing compared to the faith in their hearts. With this shout, they regained their morale and charged at the black-armored army.
The black-armored cavalry immediately raised the spear in their hands. Under the sunlight, the spear shone with a cold light, and a cold air swept through everyone, making them shudder.
Clang!
As the close combat and cavalry clashed, a sandstorm rose up and killing intent filled the battlefield.
Horses galloped high, warhorses neighed, and the cries of battle echoed in their ears. At a glance, they were cavalrymen who had sacrificed their lives. Every time blood spurted out, it would be accompanied by miserable cries.
At this moment, life was like an ant.
In the chaotic battlefield, Yuwen Cheng held the Phoenix-winged Gold-plated Fish in his hand as if he had entered a no-man's land. When the Phoenix-winged Gold-plated Fish was waved, blood would be seen. The dazzling golden light of the Golden Chain Armor had already become a nightmare for the Yellow Turban soldiers.
"How can we defeat such a person?"
A Yellow Turban cavalryman widened his eyes and said in a trembling voice.
"Ah!"
In the next second, a long spear pierced through the cavalryman's body, and blood instantly sprayed out. His final gaze was fixed on the face of the Darksteel Cavalryman.
The situation on the battlefield was almost one-sided. After Deng Mao died, how could the remaining people be a match for the Black Armored Army?
In an instant, they had all become bloody corpses on the battlefield.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
A gentle breeze blew past, carrying with it the thick smell of blood. The desolate ground was now dyed a dazzling scarlet red by blood.
Yuwen Cheng looked coldly at the corpses on the battlefield. This was the era of war, so this scene was not surprising.
"General, the enemy has been completely annihilated!”
A cavalryman reported. Yuwen Cheng looked around and nodded expressionlessly.
"Continue to advance. Go around the enemy's rear and attack the enemy's tail!”
Yuwen Cheng shouted.
Rumble!
The hooves of the horses galloped, and the black-armored soldiers quickly left the battlefield, leaving only thousands of Yellow Turban corpses behind.
It could be said that the black armored cavalry had won a complete victory in this ambush. There were almost no casualties, and every black iron cavalry had only suffered a few scratches.
Apart from the strong defense and fierce combat ability of the black-armored cavalry, Yuwen Cheng had played a big role in killing Deng Mao in one round.
As the saying goes, to capture a thief, one must first capture the king. Since the leader of the cavalry was dead, the remaining cavalry would definitely be in chaos. It was not strange for them to be easily defeated.
Ta!
Not long after the black-armored cavalry left, a Yellow Turban soldier rode his warhorse carefully onto the battlefield.
He had already appeared in the surroundings when the cavalry of both sides charged forward, but when he saw Deng Maojing being taken down in one exchange, he decided to hide in the dark and observe the situation.
He only dared to appear after Yuwen Cheng left with his army. At this moment, he stared at Deng Mao's corpse with his mouth agape. Behind him were the endless corpses of the Yellow Turban soldiers.
The strong smell of blood assaulted his face, causing his stomach to churn and he almost vomited.
"How is this possible? General Deng's entire army had been wiped out. This was a thousand elite cavalry!”
The Yellow Turban soldier said in a trembling voice. Even though he had seen it with his own eyes, he still could not believe what he had seen.
"We have to report this news back quickly.”
The soldier rolled and crawled away from the battlefield, galloping away from the battlefield.
Within Zhuo County.
Zhou Jing paced back and forth in the mansion. The 50,000 Yellow Turban soldiers were gradually approaching. Although Li Hao was resisting, he did not believe that Li Hao could resist the 50,000 Yellow Turban soldiers with less than 10,000 troops.
His only hope was for Provincial Governor Liu's reinforcements to arrive soon.
"Brother Hao's forces won't be able to hold out for long. What should we do now?”
Zhou Jing muttered anxiously.
"Report!"
A soldier barged into his residence with a flustered expression. He did not even care about basic etiquette.
"When? Could it be that Brother Hao was defeated and the Yellow Turban Army attacked?”
Zhou Jing's heart tightened as he asked.
"The 1,000 cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army has been annihilated by General Liu!”
the soldier said breathlessly.
Zhou Jing heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this. At the same time, he was also a little shocked. He knew that Liu Hao's cavalry would definitely win. After all, the leader of the cavalry was not an ordinary person.
However, he had never thought that Yu Wencheng would win so quickly. It was enough to show the difference between the two sides.
"Sigh, so what if we beat a thousand Yellow Turban cavalry? There are still fifty thousand Yellow Turban soldiers behind us.”
Zhou Jing looked into the distance and sighed.
"Is there any news of Provincial Governor Liu's reinforcements?”
"Replying to Milord, Provincial Governor Liu's reinforcements have just left not long ago. I'm afraid they won't be able to reach Zhuo County in a short period of time.”
the soldier answered truthfully.
Zhou Jing's expression was dejected as he powerlessly sat on the chair. Wasn't Zhuo County destined to fall?
"I hope Brother Hao can hold on until Provincial Governor Liu arrives.”
Zhou Jing muttered to himself. In his heart, whether or not he could resolve the crisis of the Yellow Turban bandits would depend on whether Liu Hao could hold on until reinforcements arrived.
However, he did not have much confidence himself. Liu Hao had said many times that he could deal with the 50,000 Yellow Turban soldiers. To him, it was just a boast. He was deeply afraid that Liu Hao would be conceited and lead to a great defeat!
Outside Zhuo County, Liu Hao was in the military camp. His expression was calm as he looked into the distance with his starry eyes. He was like a high and mighty monarch, like an emperor who controlled the world. A pressure had unknowingly formed!
"The ambush should have been buried by now. We're just waiting for the Yellow Turban Army to enter the tiger's mouth. Once the shield formation is formed, the Yellow Turban Army will definitely be in the bag!”
He muttered to himself. A dazzling light flew out of his starry eyes and pierced into the sky like a sharp sword!
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